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"You really overdid yourself!" Dilan declared as he swung a black longsword back and forth. He made a few swings, activated a bunch of abilities to see the synergy between the weapon and abilities, and tried to get a better feel of the new weapon he had just gotten his hands on.

"I know that I created a masterpiece, you don't have to tell me that," Old Jeff replied arrogantly, but he was unable to hide his bright smile under the long beard he had grown.

"Unfortunately, the Meteorite Blade, couldn't be engraved with any runes of the system, otherwise, it would have turned into a Tier-4 weapon that can only be wielded by Ascenders with an excellent Tier-4 physique. The system would probably even restrict your usage of the Meteorite Blade. Thus, I made you this one, Metir, without using the system's help," Old Jeff pointed at the longsword Dilan was holding and he gave it a thumbs up.

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